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“You’re in the back of an ambulance. Do you remember what happened?”
“There was a bike. I was in the street.”
“That’s good. I’m going to check your eyes and your vitals. We’ll arrive at the hospital in a few minutes.”
I checked her pupils which were equal and reactive, and her vitals were still strong.
“I don’t need to go to the hospital. I feel fine. Just a bit of a headache.” She looked panicked as she tried to sit up and realized she couldn’t.
“You hit your head pretty hard and were unconscious. You should get checked out just as a precaution.”
“Ugh. I hate hospitals,” she said through gritted teeth.
“You’re not alone in that one. Most people don’t like them. Do you have anyone I can call for you to let them know where you are?”
A look I couldn’t quite place passed over her features as she settled against the gurney. Sadness maybe. I wanted to ask, but it wasn’t my place. I had to remain professional. At least for now.
She shook her head, keeping her eyes trained on the ceiling of the rig. Her eyes blinked several times, and I could see the tears she tried to keep at bay.
Before I could respond, we stopped at the emergency bay of the hospital. Juarez came to the back and opened the door.
He assisted me with getting her out, and we pushed her through the bay doors of the hospital.
A nurse met us just as we entered.
“Female, late twenties. Fell and hit her head against the curb. She was unconscious for approximately ten minutes. Pupils equal and reactive. Blood pressure is 120/80. She complained of a headache while en-route,” I told the nurse as we followed her to an empty room.
We reached the room and assisted the nurse and doctor in transferring her over onto the bed.
“Hey, Juarez. Can you let the captain know I’m going to remain at the hospital with the patient? She’s from out of town and doesn’t have anyone who can be here with her.”
I couldn’t just leave her here.
“Sure thing, Davenport.” He grinned and winked at me as he pushed the gurney out of the room.
“You don’t have to stay. I’ll be fine. I’m already feeling better,” she protested.
“I don’t mind. My shift ends soon anyway,” I ensured her. Even if it didn’t, there was no place I’d rather be than here with her, making sure she was okay.
The doctor asked her the standard questions—name, age, how she was feeling. When he asked her when her last menstrual cycle was, a blush crept to her cheeks.
“Four months ago, but I have an IUD.”
He ordered blood work and included an HCG test. The thought of her pregnant with someone else’s baby made me grit my teeth. She wasn’t mine, but that didn’t mean I didn’t want her to be.
“The nurse will draw your blood, and I’ve put in an order for a cat scan to check your head injury. Just relax and rest for now, Ms. Thompson.”
The nurse and doctor left the room, and she let out a sigh.
“What brings you to Sunset River?” Fate really was on my side by bringing her here when I thought she was lost forever.
“My grandmother died,” she whispered as a lone tear fell.
“I’m sorry for your loss. Was she from here?”
“Yeah. She was born and raised here.”
Thompson was her last name. Did I know of any Thompsons? I wracked my brain, and then it hit me. Thelma Thompson. She’d always boasted about her granddaughter anytime I'd seen her.
